You Can Change

by MissGoose

Yuffie's wedding closed the doors from her past and opened doors for her future. She grew up as the five years passed since she fought with her friends against Deepground. Her father was long gone and he chose a young man to be her husband. Luckily, she was in love with the man he chose. True love appeared to be something more thank make believe.

2. Chapter 2

This has been a lot of fun coming up with Chapter Two. I hope you enjoy!

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Disclaimer:I don't own Final Fantasy VII or any of its characters. This is only a fan story written by an adoring fan of the Vincent & Yuffie paring!

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Chapter Two

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Vincent Valentine was not a man of many words and the rest of the evening spent with his celebrating friends only proved the fact more than ever before. He could only sit in the booth and watch as the rest of the group told stories from the past. Most featured the crazy antics of the young ninja they once knew. He thought back to her tiny being throwing her Conformer around like it wasn't a heavy, sharp weapon. Or the many times she left them all in shock because of some stupid comment she made. Yuffie was always a special being in their group of friends.

"What's up, Vincent?" Tifa asked and sat across from him. Unlike all the others, Tifa knew she needed to work through problems with Vincent a bit differently. If she charged at him for answers and explanations he would run away and lock himself up. The best method was to ask and wait. He would let her know the answer when he was ready. It could be in another five minutes or another five days. The possibilities were endless.

"I regret not going with you guys," he said. He was happy she waited to comment on his simple words. It was how they worked together and how their conversations got done. "When you and Cloud went to meet Yuffie and her fian-…husband when they first became engaged. I didn't want to see what I had let go. If I would have gone…"

Tifa smiled and placed her hand gently on his with a soft tap. "You could have stopped this disaster from ever happening. She loved you Vincent more than she will ever love Derran. Sadly, it took you a moment too long to admit to the feelings in return."

Vincent took in a slow breath and sipped a bit from his drink. "That may be so but I still wish for her happiness. Do you think she'll be happy with this man?"

Tifa couldn't prevent the smile from appearing on her face as she thought back to the moment they first met the man. He had held her hand like the princess she truly was and obviously wished for the support and acceptance of her dear friends. His heart was all for Yuffie without a doubt in Tifa's mind. "I think he will take care of her just fine and I think we are lucky to have such a kind man taking your place." She looked away from his face with guilt. "You know that's all he is. He is only a temporary fill to cover the whole you left in her heart."

Vincent cringed with misery as Tifa walked away. Her words were cruel and heartless, but they were what he needed to hear. His mind was always so wrapped around protecting everyone else he never thought about himself. It was never time for him to admit to wanting more than a best friend or little sister. No, he wanted love from Yuffie more than he wanted anything he could ever dream up. And that was saying something.

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Yuffie felt Derran's thumb rub against the back of her hand as they waited for their driver to fill up their vehicle on fuel before they continued their journey. They were only an hour away from their dream destination and Yuffie was ready to be done in the car. She didn't get motion sickness as she once had when she was younger. There was no cure reasoning behind her miraculous cure. It was possibly her grown age or maybe her stomach was now able to fight off the sickness she used to always battle. She laid her head to the side of Derran's shoulder and felt him kiss the top of her head.

Yes, this was what women always dreamed about. Finding a sweet, caring and handsome man to pick her off her feet. To carry her away and give her happiness no other person could ever touch. Create stories filled with bliss and perfection only as a couple they could find. It was a fantasy only a few women ever got to touch.

But no, Yuffie did not feel like she was one of those women. He was sweet, caring and handsome like many would hope. He always carried her away with amazing surprises and gifts of happiness. They held many stories that made her smile and feel happy inside. The only problem was none of it was done in the right way.

Yuffie was not a typical woman looking to be bought with jewels and pearls. She needed adventures and fun to get through each day. The new job brought on challenges she promised to face in the name of her father but only if she could get a hold of something to laugh at when it was all completed. Growing up was what she needed to do but she refused to have a stick up her butt like some vampire she used to know.

"What are you laughing about, my dear?" Derran asked in response to her sudden chuckle.

"Remember Vincent?" she asked thinking back to his handsome attire at their wedding.

Derran's body tensed for such a quick second she wasn't sure if she really felt him react in such a way. It was possible he only moved to make their position more comfortable. Nothing to worry about. "I remember him. Long, black hair almost like mine, correct?"

"Yeah," Yuffie said. Their hair was the same color but not the same length. Vincent's was much longer and she knew it was much softer due to the few times she was able to touch the strands. "Whenever we first met him I didn't really trust him. He scared me to death and I was almost fully convinced he was a vampire."

Derran laughed in reaction to his story. "Not often you see a man so pale. What convinced you, you were wrong? For all we know he could be a blood sucking vampire."

Yuffie giggled and turned her face into his chest. She covered her mouth waiting for her laughter to die down. "It took a lot of work for the joke to die away, but the many times he saved my life sort of play on his side."

"Then I suppose I should thank the man for allowing me the opportunity to find my wonderful bride," he said and kissed the top of her head yet again. "If he didn't save you then where would I be?"

"I don't want to know," Yuffie said. They looked to one another with happy smiles. Their smiles were happy until a loud pop sounded outside the car. Glass from the driver's side shattered into the car. Suddenly, the vehicle began to swerve out of control and head straight for the edge of the steep hill their road was on. "Gerald has been shot!"

Derran reached around and worked to take control of the wheel. It was a battle to reach the wheel with Gerald's body in his way. Gerald's foot was locked on the gas as planned and nothing could wiggle him free. Derran heard a small, evil laugh sound in his head. He did his best to appear in control of the situation. Timing needed to be right for everything to play out exactly as planned. He swerved the car as if there was no way for him to find total control.

"Derran! We should just jump out!" Yuffie yelled.

"That's the plan," he said with an evil smile. He gave the wheel a hard twist to the right and jumped out the passenger door on his left. As he rolled on the ground he listened to the crashing noises below as the car plummeted down the steep edge. The only things below were trees and a large river. If the woman didn't die on the trip down through the trees the hard hit into the water would be her end. Wutai was his to control from that moment on. He cleared his throat and took out his cell phone to make the call. It was answered quickly. "Hurry! Hurry! We've been in an accident! I don't know if Yuffie is alright! I'm injured myself! Hurry!" He took out the battery from his cell phone to kill the line and tossed them both over the edge of the road behind Yuffie.

Darren gave an evil smile into the distance then moved to stand on his feet with a deep breath. He took out a knife and held it over his leg. Through many studies and hidden help he was able to make perfect cuts against his leg. Blood began to seep from the wounds. There was enough to give his clothing some nasty stains but nothing strong enough to end his life. A lot of actions needed to take place if he wanted out of the situation completely free.

When he cleared his mind of his pain, the knife was also tossed with little care where his cell phone was sent. Obviously, he didn't need to keep the weapon causing the pain to his body. All that was left was for him to sit back in hopes they would find him without much trouble. Their destination was planned out plenty of time before the vacation appeared and a few of his loyal men knew the true actions they would take. Everything was laid out perfectly for him to succeed.

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Bum! Bum! Baaa! What do you think of this twist in plans? This chapter was short but in my opinion, something big was bound to happen and didn't need never ending details. But I'm pretty excited with the way it moved. My heart was racing as I wrote and reread the chapter. What do you think happened to Yuffie? Ah, the possibilities add up! Reviews are a great thing! ;)